Two years lost to sleep. One person who never let go. When Valerie wakes from a coma, nothing is the same-not her body, not the world, and definitely not the people she once called hers. The boy she loved is now someone else's. Her parents barely look her in the eye. And she can't remember the last time she felt whole. But Sienna remembers everything. Valerie's best friend's older sister-quiet, steady, and fiercely devoted-was the one who stayed. Through every season. Every silent birthday. Every tear that never fell. Sienna held on when everyone else let go. Now awake, Valerie must learn how to live again. But as memories resurface and emotions blur, she begins to see the truth behind Sienna's eyes-the longing, the pain, the love she never expected. This is a story about the time we lose, the people we find, and the quiet love that waits, even in the dark.

Six months after tearing her ACL mid-match, college tennis prodigy Talia Haddad is left with more than just a scar-she's lost her shot at going pro, her rhythm, and the only identity she's ever known. Rehab is dragging, her motivation is gone, and the silence around her dreams is louder than ever. And then Elena Summer reappears-an old high school acquaintance with an effortless charm, an unreadable smile, and a habit of catching Talia off guard. What starts as a series of chance encounters slowly turns into something neither of them expected.

["You can walk away right now. Or..." She stood there, breathing a little too evenly, her eyes flickering between the door and me. Then, after what felt like a full minute, she turned- And walked away. My heart sank. I looked down, trying to ignore the sting of disappointment. It's fine. I shouldn't have- Before I could react, Valeria had spun back around, grabbed me, and pushed me into the locker room, the door clicking shut behind us. Her hands found my waist, pressing me against the door, and her mouth crashed into mine...] 🥇 txs (23. Sep. 25.) 🥈 gxg (23. Sep. 25.) 🥇 woman (10. Dec. 25.) Abigail Moore is beginning her senior year, balancing the heavy burdens of a difficult home life while fiercely protecting her younger brother and maintaining top grades. She has sworn off relationships thinking they only lead into pain. Valeria Garcia, in her first year of teaching, is determined to keep a distance from her students, haunted by a past and sleepless nights. Yet, one student in particular proofs difficult to stay away from. (As this is my first story and I have noone to proofread I used AI to run over my chapters and help me at some parts)

"Virgin?" She asked with a smug smirk on her face knowing the answer. I blushed, but nodded. "Mhm, and how is such a beautiful girl like you... A virgin?" She questions looking me up and down, "I don't know how to have ya'know, - sex" I told her "Oh - ahh, yeah I see, well have you ever been touched before.. By a girl?" She asked staring right into me, her eyes changed.. Darker? She might've moved closer, but I couldn't tell, I was in a daze, but I let out a stutter "N-no" "Mmmm, well. Has a guy ever touched you -" she moved closer to me and put her hand on my shoulder, and slowly slid her fingers to my chest, "Here?" She smirked as she firmly cupped my right breast. I gasped, I was scared yet felt safe. "So?" She asked waiting for my answer and removed her hand, but slid it back up my neck keeping it there. "N-n-no. No o-one has ever t-touched m-me" I told her. She smirked, and took her hand away. "Well, this shall be fun.. Ayy?" She chuckled with an evil smirk. What happens when just messing around and playing games but things turn upside down? Will they catch feelings for each other? Or will they leave it as lessons? Things could go wrong.. -------------------- ➢Rated :: R ➢Mature only ➢Read at own risk -------------------- **IF YOU DONT LIKE GIRL ON GIRL THINGS, THIS ISNT YOUR BOOK SO EXIT OFF** -------------------- Enjoy!! :)

Alexandra Justice and Anabelle Rain are best friends and are the Head Vampires in Charge (HVIC's) of the Vampire Coven for Women. Alexandra better know as AJ is 200 years old while Ana is 201. As relationships grows, secrets float throughout the coven. Deception and lies don't last long as there is a hidden evil lurking throughout the coven. *******WARNING******* There is a lot of sexual content. If you do not like to read GirlxGirl content with sex scenes, then this book is not for you.

Nova a 18 year old girl who's carrying more weight on her shoulders then most will ever carry in their life. A troubled home life and an insecure mind she just craves some safety and an escape from the life she's been living. She's already battling her horrible home life, insomnia which ultimately means she's struggling in school. To throw it into the mix she has a new strict English teacher who she thinks will be the worst thing to ever happen to her. She didn't realise how wrong she was. Aurora jones a 28 year old English teacher who doesn't let anything slide past her. Late? Don't come at all assignment not done? Not her problem. She seems cold and reckless but it's soon about to all change. She doesn't do relationships, never has. But what else can you do when you find yourself looking at your student maybe a little too often.

Mariah Jade Grey is 21 years old, freshly graduated, and trying to figure out what comes next. She's stylish, sarcastic, and guarded- always has been. After losing more than she ever talks about, she's learned not to get too close. Love doesn't stay. People don't stay. So she keeps herself safe: with ambition, independence, and the quiet ache of something missing. Kyra Reyes is 30 years old, the kind of woman with a camera in one hand and someone new on her arm- easy, unattached, free. Nothing ever sticks: not the girls she leaves tangled in her sheets, not the art that never quite feels finished, not the whispers about her being a player. But when it comes to Mariah, everything sticks. Every glance. Every laugh. Every moment that isn't supposed to mean anything, but somehow means everything. As their best friends build new lives and the city around them quiets down, Mariah and Kyra find themselves circling each other, drawn together by late nights, unspoken truths, and the weight of everything they won't say out loud. It's there in the way Kyra looks at her. It's there in the way Mariah never quite lets her go. And when the silence finally breaks, it changes everything. What they have isn't just friendship. But it isn't love. Not yet. Maybe not ever. Almost. But is almost ever enough?

There's a lady named Amelia who has a job as a nanny. She works with a sexy lady named Emma. Emma and Amelia both have feelings for each other but don't know it. (I never had a job before, so don't yeet salmon into my eyes if I get it wrong. This story is based on the book called The Nanny Affair 1, 2 and 3 on the game called Choices.)

Adrienne Brookes is a highschool senior with a sharp tongue and a talent for trouble. Her sarcasm is a shield, one she learned to wield early, because surviving her home life means never letting anyone see too much. And Adrienne has secrets. More than she can carry. But one slip in her carefully crafted mask is all it takes for Ivy Adair, her cold and calculating psychology teacher, to notice the cracks. Ivy is the last person Adrienne should trust, and the only one she can't seem to stay away from. Wanting distance is easy. Keeping it is impossible. ‼️ GAY ‼️ SEXUAL CONTENT ‼️ ABUSE AND VIOLENCE - There will not be warnings in individual chapters. This book is for mature audiences only. Do not read if sensitive to the above content.

Princess Yasmin's hand caught my chin. Then- Her lips crashed onto mine. My eyes snapped open. The cold sweetness of the nectar mingled with warmth - hers, mine, impossible to tell anymore. Her mouth coaxed mine open further, taking back what I had stolen. Slowly. Thoroughly. Not a rush. A reclamation. Her lips moved with such control it made my knees weaken. It wasn't just a kiss - it was a statement. You don't win against me. My body tensed, trapped between wall and woman - royalty and rebellion. Her fingers slowly slid from my jaw then to my throat, brushing the skin there like she owned it. Her other hand planted firmly beside my head, holding me there, commanding. I didn't resist. I couldn't. Every movement of her lips was deliberate - drawing out the flavor, the heat, the punishment. She didn't let a single drop escape. I melted into her kiss. Or maybe I burned. Her tongue flicked the roof of my mouth. She tasted the last hint of sweetness and didn't stop. I let out a muffled sound - somewhere between a gasp and a groan. She finally pulled back, barely an inch, breath grazing my lips. Her chest rose and fell against mine, both of us unsteady, caught in the aftermath. "You think you're clever," she whispered, her voice husky, her eyes darkened in a way I'd never seen before. I blinked, still stunned, lips parted. "You're not," she said, lips brushing mine again - featherlight. Then she stepped away. Just like that. Back straight, chin high - as if nothing had just happened. "Next time," she said, voice cold again, "touch my dessert, and I won't stop at your lips." Story Description: The Shadow Reaper - born of vengeance, trained to kill, untouched by mercy. Until she meets Princess Yasmin - beautiful, calculating, and dangerously in control. A cold-blooded assassin and a calculating princess collide in a battle of power, desire, and control-where every kiss is a challenge and surrender is the deadliest sin.